Reverse the World with Martial Arts from a Crap to a Master

This time, Fu Shan did not go on with his long speech, but Fu Shan used his "Flattery" skills to his face, expression, eyes, and blood, as if he had reached a state of "Silence is better than sound!"

Chu Nan was about to take a step forward when he returned to the ground and said, "By the way, let me remind you that you were wrong earlier."

"Listen to your master!"

"I don't just want to lift the sky, I don't want to shake the earth, I want to break the sky and crack the earth. Even if the sun, moon and stars are gone, the sky and the earth are gone, I'm still here!" Chu Nan's faint tone contained an obsession, a "Reverse" obsession.

Fu Shan was stunned. As usual, when he heard this, he would think that others were talking big. But now, his heart was slightly shaken, but these thoughts did not affect his "Flattery" martial arts, "Master is the master of heaven and earth, heaven and earth, naturally in the master's mind, master never grows old! After listening to the master's words, Fu Shan immediately felt enlightened, and the replenishing level of his whole body had been raised by a step! If I could always listen to my master's teachings..."

"Get up."

Chu Nan said three words and walked forward. Fu Shan stood up and looked at Chu Nan's back with admiration. Fu Shan, who was also a servant beside Ling Yanlan, blinked and blinked with surprise. "I've seen flatterers. I've never seen anyone so flattering."

"Beautiful sister, may I know your name? In the future, we will work together. We must communicate more to fulfill our master's orders."

Ling Yanlan took three deep breaths when he saw Fu Shan who didn't care, "If you don't want to lose your life, stay three feet away from me, or..." Ling Yanlan said, quickly focusing on childe and watching childe's every move.

Fu Shan had a good sense of humor. He knew that this woman who was in front of him must not be offended. Otherwise, if she accidentally became his mistress one day, he would suffer. So, he stood three feet away in the first place!

At the same time, he made up his mind that he must work harder to cultivate the "Flattery" martial arts and strive to let the already proficient "Flattery" martial artists take a step further and strive for perfection!

The alluring aura of the bliss palace did not fade from Fu Shan's relentless display of "Flattery," but grew stronger with the arrival of more and more Paradise Palace disciples.

In this "Lust" environment, Chu Nan cut off one sword after another. At the beginning, Chu Nan kept sighing, "The power was not controlled well. This person should have cut out the next sword before the dan exploded in the direction of 60 degrees southeast!"

There was a Paradise Palace disciple beside him, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but spurt blood again. The others rushed at Chu Nan frantically, playing with all kinds of martial arts skills, and chopped down more than three hundred people, and chopped out Chu Nan who had thousands of swords. His sword was no longer so rusty, and the feeling of hesitation was slowly disappearing, but his brows did not stretch. "Enough strength, people are dead, but that kind of sword intent did not come out, from the" desire to cut" martial arts skills were greatly improved. There's still a long way to go! I hope there are enough people in the palace of bliss, enough strength, a high-level martial king?"

In the void, the sun shone and shone on the mountains and mountains, while the light of the sun, reflected on the Paradise Palace, changed, with thousands of differences.

The Murder Sword chopped down one sword at a time, each sword did not have the sound of sword ringing to shake the world, nor did it have the aura of gold and yuan to spread all over the world, nor did it have the aura of killing to roll up the clouds, soaring up into the sky, some just plain, but endless, with some strange swords and swords.

Six thousand Paradise Palace disciples, there are already 3,000 people here, and others are still rushing here.

Chu Nan, surrounded by 3,000 people, honed his "Desire to kill" skills, letting the Paradise Palace disciples fully display their skills, and then put them down one by one.

Thus, a very strange scene appeared on the battlefield.

The fight was originally bloody, but because of the Paradise Palace's extraordinary Martial Sutra and martial arts, the battlefield was filled with music of silk and bamboo, bells, cymbals, stone construction, pipa, hu qin, and the sound of the harp...

Intertwined together, never ending.

The male disciple was dancing his sword in the air...

Another woman dressed in revealing clothes began to spin and dance, all of which were full of amorous feelings.

There were also disciples who practiced "Tianmei Dance" like Hua Meier. Petals floated in the air, red, pink, bright yellow, and deep purple...

From afar, this is not a fight, it is basically a pleasure, there are happy venues, laughter, music and dance, in contrast to the environment around the Paradise Palace, anyone who sees it, want to indulge in it, and never wake up.

However, under the surface of these extreme luxuries and temptations, what is hidden is a strong killing intent and the smell of death.

Anyone who wants to fall into it can never wake up without getting drunk.

The fluttering petals could kill people, the red mist and white mist could poison people, the music of the bamboo strings could captivate people, and the flick of the hand and the swing of the leg contained great power...

Chu Nan closed his eyes and unfolded the Divine Thoughts completely without letting go of any of their subtle movements. Even the fluctuations in his eyes, the changes in his expression, and the difference in his smile were all imprinted in his mind, accumulating the energy of "Desire" !

At first, Chu Nan held the Murder Sword and was able to kill two or three hundred people in a quarter of an hour. With Chu Nan's understanding and proficiency in the "Desire to kill," the maximum number of people who fell in a quarter of an hour was 100, or even dozens...

Before killing two or three hundred people, Chu Nan only wielded a thousand swords, but now Chu Nan could wield tens of thousands of swords for a hundred people who died!

This was the exact opposite, but it happened to Chu Nan so calmly.

For an hour or two, the number of Paradise Palace disciples who fell was decreasing, but for every person who fell, his body was absolutely covered with dense sword scars, and Chu Nan made the best use of their bodies.

Chu Nan was chopping his sword faster and faster, and Ling Yanlan's eyes could not keep up. Fu Shan saw that although his master closed his eyes, he could see the situation around him. How many people were there, where they came from, where they were going, whether from behind or in front, or in the side or in the air, they were all clear as if his whole body was covered with eyes, and he could "See."

Until now, Fu Shan saw clearly that no one could touch the master, not even the corner of his clothes!

"What's going on? Closing your eyes is more powerful than not closing your eyes. Does that mean that the owner already has the Divine Thoughts that the legendary martial king has?" Fu Shan was shocked by this arrogant thought of himself. "But master's cultivation is obviously only the first level Martial. How can there be a divine mind? But if it wasn't for the Divine Thoughts, how would it explain all this?"

In shock, Fu Shan looked at the people who had died miserably on the ground, making him even more glad that he had used his "Flattery" skills to escape a disaster and save his life. Otherwise, he would have died worse than them.

At the same time, the more powerful the master was, the less worried Fu Shan was. Earlier, he used the "Flattery" technique, which was an expedient measure. He wanted to wait for the Paradise Palace master to get up, fight back, and then use more advanced "Flattery" technique to beg the master's forgiveness and spare his life. However, after giving that drop of blood, Fu Shan knew that his wish had been shattered, and that his life and death were in the master's hands. At that time, he had no choice but to persevere. Even though his life was saved, he began to worry that if the lord of the palace came, would the master be able to stop him? The lord of the palace is a high rank martial king!